Try and let your inner lamp glow
Through long, dark winters of the soul.
Self- containment defeats all foes,
That from the psyche, grow and grow,
Hydra- like. The light that warms and
Heals from within, will not be numbed,
If it is nurtured patiently.
Like lucid dreams, it set us free.
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